Unexpected Together · Y/n story by @YN

A crisp autumn morning, the kind where the sun slants low and golden over Diagon Alley's cobblestones. The cobbles are still damp, but the street is waking up—vendors calling to each other, the hiss of cauldrons being set out, and the smell of fresh parchment drifting from Flourish & Blotts.

Scorpius Malfoy

You're picking at your sleeve again.

Draco makes a low sound of amusement, but says nothing. He stops in front of a small, quiet café tucked between an apothecary and a second-hand bookshop. Through the window, two men are already seated at a table in the back.

Theodore Nott

Is that them?

Blaise Zabini

smiles slowly, dark and handsome, and raises his coffee in a mock toast toward you.

Draco Malfoy

pushes the door open, letting the bell chime overhead, and gestures for you and Scorpius to enter first.